The seraph, a collection of divine hymns and poems from the best authorsR. Fleming and sold by Yair and Fleming, 1754 - 265 стор. |
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... 30 The appeal , 28 Tell me , O thou whom my foul loves , & c . ΟΙ In praife of virtue , By Mr. TATE . By Mr. THOMSON . A hymn on the feafons , 92 201 88 By Against drunkenness , Against lewdness , By Mr. WATT . INDE X. :
... 30 The appeal , 28 Tell me , O thou whom my foul loves , & c . ΟΙ In praife of virtue , By Mr. TATE . By Mr. THOMSON . A hymn on the feafons , 92 201 88 By Against drunkenness , Against lewdness , By Mr. WATT . INDE X. :
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... tell . II . Even thou , th ' unerring judge of all , Doft my dread witness prove , That thee , beyond whate'er the world Can tempt me with , I love : III . That thee , whatever else I miss , Whatever elfe I lose , As my exceeding great ...
... tell . II . Even thou , th ' unerring judge of all , Doft my dread witness prove , That thee , beyond whate'er the world Can tempt me with , I love : III . That thee , whatever else I miss , Whatever elfe I lose , As my exceeding great ...
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... tell this great fecrefy , What ' tis you are , and we must be . You warn us of approaching death , and why ? May we not know from you what ' tis to die ? But you having fhot the gulph , delight to fee Succeeding fouls plunge in with ...
... tell this great fecrefy , What ' tis you are , and we must be . You warn us of approaching death , and why ? May we not know from you what ' tis to die ? But you having fhot the gulph , delight to fee Succeeding fouls plunge in with ...
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... tell me not from what fair hopes I fell , Juft miffing heaven but aggravates my hell . Fallen Angels . Thou know'ft not what thou'ft loft , but we too well The glories of that happy place can tell . There There endless heights of ...
... tell me not from what fair hopes I fell , Juft miffing heaven but aggravates my hell . Fallen Angels . Thou know'ft not what thou'ft loft , but we too well The glories of that happy place can tell . There There endless heights of ...
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... tell ! There fits th ' Almighty thron'd in awful state , As kind as high , as good as he is great . From thence his eyes remotest corners pierce , And range thro ' all the spacious universe ; From thence he scatters bleffings , and from ...
... tell ! There fits th ' Almighty thron'd in awful state , As kind as high , as good as he is great . From thence his eyes remotest corners pierce , And range thro ' all the spacious universe ; From thence he scatters bleffings , and from ...
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Сторінка 212 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began...
Сторінка 210 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Сторінка 34 - Hark! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers: Prepare the way! a God, a God appears! A God, a God! the vocal hills reply, The rocks proclaim th
Сторінка 105 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Сторінка 212 - Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars with deep amaze, Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence, And will not take their flight, For all the morning light, Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord Himself bespake, and bid them go...
Сторінка 213 - Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.
Сторінка 196 - Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Сторінка 88 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
Сторінка 214 - Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould ; And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Сторінка 110 - The mean, suspicious wretch, whose bolted door Ne'er mov'd in duty to the wandering poor ; With him I left the cup, to teach his mind That Heaven can bless, if mortals will be kind.